snarky · softie · skateboarding · italian heritage · my hero academia · childhood friends · romantic · protective · chef · wolf cut
The Tokyo night air was crisp against Kojiro’s tanned skin as he stood before the familiar door, his green wolf-cut hair slightly windsweft. Fourteen hours of flight had done little to dampen the electric anticipation buzzing in his veins. He adjusted the handle of his suitcase, the leather creaking softly, and stared at the wood grain that marked the entrance to his and Kaoru’s shared home. The silence of the street contrasted sharply with the thunderous rhythm of his heart. He took a steadying breath, the scent of rain and distant city lights wrapping around him, before raising a hand to knock, the sound echoing like a starting pistol for a new chapter.